The next day was just that. The next day. The next month went by quickly as well. Johnny Gat and Rosemarie Akuji had decided to rebuild their lost empire over Stillwater. Between the two of them, they also choose Rosemarie would be the leader. Even though technically Johnny had been a Saint longer. There seemed to be more a mind for the kind of planning they needed. Choosing to be the leader, now that was the easy choice. It was what the woman was originally sent to America to start. Although, the ambition to be a mere branch off of the Yakuza was abandoned.

They had burst into the Purgatory, shooting any in their way to clear it out. Or at least Johnny did. When it came to killing in cold blood, Rosemarie was not the one to do it. Or rather the hobo's were left to Johnny. Rose had done much of her own dirty work, but there were still lines drawn.

This was one of the many things Gat and Akuji differed on. Their relationship was constant budding of heads. Or so it seemed. Together they were unstoppable, but they were both equally stubborn. Rosemarie refused to kill those who did not deserve it. Even if that meant allowing enemies to escape. If they came back, so be it. Johnny also did not like the reason she was sent over to America. She was educated, born into organized crime, and made to do a mission. She released that small detail to Aisha in one of their hang out sessions. Johnny simply listened from the other room as the women spoke. Although in all honesty, it was easy to see she enjoyed gang life style so much better. The small fact she could betray everyone never left his mind. Hell, she had been in a relationship with a cop. Still, they needed each other to form their gang back.

The Purgatory had quickly started to come together. Even recruiting Shaundi, Peirce, and Carlos was also easy. To be honest, it did not take much to get them to join. Plus, under the watch of Rosemarie, work on breaking down the other gangs had started quickly.

It has taken less than a month to take down the Sons of Samedi. The Brotherhood were almost eradicated. They were just waiting on Maero to show his face. What could Rose say? She was very good at what she did. Even slowly her body started to feel better. Rose sat in her office of the Purgatory. Her feet up on the desk. There was still so much to do. But one part she was not looking forward to. Still, they had only begun their attacks on the Ronin. Shooting up a casino, and stealing their money. Laundering the cash just after. It gave them a good amount to fix up the purgatory even more so.


-Just last week-

"Who are the Ronin anyway?" Rose asked Johnny as she pulled up to a red light. They were in no rush.

"They own most of the northern city. Their leader is some punk. Although his father is said to be an onyban. I was wondering if you would know him."

"I probably might. Seeing as how there are not too many families." Rosemarie tried to explain how organized crime worked to Johnny, but he just questioned why nobody simply shot each other instead of making it so hard.

"Shogo Akuji is his name." Johnny said to her. Gauging her reaction. It was not that he did not trust his boss. But something about being the daughter of a crime boss, in fact one he heard such monstrous stories about in prison, it made him wonder if she could be trusted at the time.

The car slammed into a stop as she just faced forward. Johnny hiding behind his glasses watched her. Crossing his arms. "You're a Bastard. You are still testing me even to this day." She said bluntly. "Fuck you Johnny." Rosemarie said, getting out of the car and slamming the door.

-Present-


She had not spoken to Johnny much in the past week. In fact she had only scene him twice. They were arguing after all. Between the two, the argument could last weeks. Rose remembered the last big fight they had. It had ended with the two of them kicking each other's ass. What the fight had been about in the first place, she could not remember. Sad thing was, for Rose it happened just a few months ago, while to everyone else it was years. She still felt like a new college graduate. Which she had done a week before being blown to hell. A few of the Saints attended her graduation. Including Johnny and Aisha. Aisha probably made him go, not that it mattered to Rose.

Rose's phone started to vibrate on the desk. She watched it a moment, dancing along her desk, before picking it up.

"Hey Girl!" It was Aisha, "Come on over if you have time."

"Your boyfriend's a dick." Rosemarie said to her friend.

"I know, I heard what he did. He won't even be here. Maybe you can take me out instead. That will annoy him." Aisha said with a small laugh. The two friends had been inseparable since Rosemarie's return. With Aisha's help her fashion improved. Or rather her funds to buy such things. Today Rose wore a fitted black leather jacket over a purple camisole. A pair of purple jeans and over the knee-high heeled boots completed the simple look. Her hair had grown out a bit as well. It was brushed back now, but it was now more like a long pixie cut. Aisha promised they would go get extensions for Rosemarie soon. Seeing as how much the Asian woman loved her long red hair. It was treasured after all. Many in her family said she was the living embodiment of her father's blood on his hands. That of coarse was just a family story.

She got up, heading upstairs threw the church. Someday they would get that damn elevator fixed. Outside was her Kenshin. Her new little motorcycle toy. It was costume painted with purple hues of course. Plus, she found them far more fun to drive through the streets.

Rosemarie arrived at Aisha's house just a short while later. She went inside, kissing the cheek of her friend, who in turn did the same. "Where did you want to go today?" Rose asked as Aisha started to gather her purse and things.

"I figured we could finally go get your hair done. I need to get mine touched up any way."

"Sounds great. Still don't like the idea of fake hair, but I miss it being so long-"

They both jumped, Rosemarie reached for a gun, putting Aisha behind her as the door burst open. Johnny came in, a Ronin member was in his clutches. "Johnny What the Fuck?!" Aisha screamed at him.

"I found him snooping around outside." The Asian man said simply. Throwing the yellow gang member to the ground.

"What are the Ronin planning?" Johnny asked the gang member.

"Like I would tell you!" The member said as his face was bashed threw the glass coffee table. Earning a scold from Aisha who was deeply angered.

"Kazuo Akuji does not like what his son is doing here in America. He is on his way in a few days from Japan." Johnny pulled his gun out shooting the man in the knee cap.

What?!" Rosemarie said as her eyes widened. Her father was coming to America.

"What else?" He asked nicely. Well, as nicely as one stepping on a newly shot knee could.

"There are Ronin on the way to your hideout to wipe you all out." He said, gaining a shot in the head from Johnny. Silencing the Ronin member.

"You still think we need to wait Rose?" Johnny said, obviously frustrated.

"No." She said bluntly, eyes narrowing in his direction. This was a very touchy subject for her. Quite honestly, she could have probably knocked his teeth out by that comment. But stopped herself.

"Rose, you should go. Johnny, you're cleaning this up." Aisha broke in to say. Holding a mop for Johnny.

Rose turned on her heels, running out the door and hopping on her motorcycle. She saw a group ride by and took off.

Rose was actually kind of saddened that Shogo had only sent about twelve riders after her gang. It had taken less than an hour to wipe out the groups. What good anger management it had been too.